Please... don't.
You're only teasing me, I know
Showing me what she has
But doesn't want
I close my eyes and you're still there
I know your touch,
Your taste, your kiss
Every single painful touch
Is still as real as it was yesterday
You speak of conscience
You draw lines, grant permission
You show me a door
And you dare me to open it
Please... don't.
I threw my key away in anger,
I left it there in pride.
I can't will away my dignity
And hope you'll open it again.
I want you so much it hurts.
Right now, I could
Happily
Fall into your arms, no questions asked
There is a line between us now
Invisible, but solid enough
Not my pride, or your willpower
Not your problems or mine
The line has a name
Hers
Do I cross it?
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